I used to wonder, maybe I'm lucky to just breath in this world, maybe there's someone else out there that feels the same. I'm trying to feel calm again but everytime I'm back on my track, bad things keep on coming and break me down, torn my skins, little by little. Sometimes I just want to run away- back wasn't an easy thing. Life is hard and I guess that's the part that I live on for the past fifteen years.
aku bosan aku penat aku bosan dgn kerenah manusia di sekeliling aku aku penat dgn ragam mereka aku bosan dgn kehidupanku aku penat dgn liku2 hidup yang harusku lalui aku bosan aku penat

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